NovelEnglishScarlett's POV
"l, owe, you?" | raise my eyebrows, poking his chest with a frown.
Sebastian chuckles at my "attack", holding my waist tighter: "I owe you a million apologies and more. | owe you
a good husband, a comfortable home, and five years of happiness, but yes, this one thing, you do owe me."
"lI gave you a chance and a million after that," | humph at him, trying to push him away with my arms as wedges
between us. Effort in vain.
"You don't loveanymore, do you?" Sebastian asks and | lower my eyes. He taps my chin up with a hooked
finger, but to my surprise, there is a smile instead of sadness in his eyes, "I know you don't, and | deserve that.
But you forcedto marry you when | wasn't in love with you, and you owea chance to pursue you now,
when our position is exactly the opposite."
"I just want what you asked offive years ago, Scar," Sebastian gazes atwith his soulful eyes, "Every bit
of my debt | will pay, but | want to collect just this one debt from you...please?"
How do you say no to the man who you hate when you have loved him for years?
| would have exploded in happiness if | was still the naive girl five years ago. | would have shouted out the news
of the baby to him and married him right here right now. But I'm not. If | learned one thing from the past five
years, it's that the only basis of a marriage is love. | don't want to rush into things. | can't afford it again.
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"l...I don't know..." | don't want to pour cold water over his head after the most touching speech | have ever
heard in my life, but it's the right thing to do.
"What don't you know?" He demands, searching for my eyes when | try to dodge.
| don't know how or if it's even possible to go back.
Even if we can restart, the past would still be there, and so would Ava. | don't know how to forgive and forget,
and | certainly don't know how to go around Ava when she holds such an important place in his heart. Can we
really start again?
"If..." | blurt, only to stop myself when the familiar dangerous feeling grabswhen my heart tries to trust him. |
hate that. | don't want to put myself out there only to get disappointed again.
""Yes?" He waits, with sparkles in his eyes.
1 don't want to tread on his heart. As mad as | was, now when it comes to this, | don't want to hurt him. | lower
my eyes, my angel and my devil fighting on my shoulders. One of them tellsto run away, and the other tells
| try to get out of his arms again, and
again he tightens his hold. In my struggle suddenly see -- | have
crossed the hard line between umet
He pulledonto the meadow and
our shadows mixed into each other,
no longer like before. Cont
...when | promised to be brave for him again.
"IF!" I look up at him, forcing myself to look into his eyes, using up all the courage that | can find in me, "If the
girl you saved wasn't Ava, would you...would you..." Would you have made her the princess you guarded?
"I wouldn't have proposed to her," Can't hear the voice in my heart, Sebastian answers firmly, "I would probably
still help with her condition though, considering she would be your sister."
"You never cared aboutbefore!" | pout with a jokeful tone, lowering my eyes to seal my real question in my
eyes.
It's good enough, | guess. Sebastian, Ava's white knight, choosesover his princess. It ought to be enough for
a second chance.
"Because you never complained that she was a bully before," He laughs, but soon puts that laugh away
nervously, "...sorry."
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| wipe my tears away, trying to get my body off his muscled torso. This the lets me.
"Soo..." Keeping a little distance, Sebastian bends down to search for my eyes, "Is my wish granted?"
"lI wasn't as evil as the green witch!" I turn to run, hiding my tearful smile. | was definitely more evil these past
few weeks than before!
My heart pumping in the cage of my chest for the huge decision | just made, but maybe, just maybe, this time
we can do it right?
Sebastian catches up to me, pickingup into his arms from behind: "You once put a full can of salt in my soup
because | chlate, little witch."
"Didn't you deserve that?! | waited
for you till three o'clock!" I laugh so hard that tears cout, "Also, | put salt in there because | was upset but |
didn't ask you to finish it! Shouldn't you have tasted it at the first gulp?!"
"Would | have gotten into your bed if | didn't?"
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| bury my face in his chest, laughing. Probably yes, but him finishing the soup | made for him certainly didn't hurt «
his chance.
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